I was thinking of not being here,
I was beaten, trodden and everything to fear.
My eyes were closing
I wanted to be with God,
Yet he told me it wasn’t my turn now
As I wipe sweat from my brow.
I like my silence
I like the way it rolls,
The mind is slowly working through
Prayers forever that’s where we ensue.
Tomorrow I have a aim
Tomorrow is the first foot in-front of the other to step
Thank you Father for today’s win, soon I’ll be able to reset.
Jason
7th September 2023
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